| Chorus: |
| Em | A | Em | |
| Follo | w the dr | inking gourd, |
| A | Em | |
| Follo | w the dr | inking gourd, |
| G | D | Em | Bm | |
| For the | old man is a w | aitin' for to c | arry you to fr | eedom, |
| Em | Bm | Em | |
| Follow the dr | inking g | ourd. |
| Em | |
| When the | sun comes up and the first quail calls, |
| Follow the drinking gourd. |
| G | D | Em | Bm | |
| The | old man is a w | aitin' for to c | arry you to f | reedom, |
| Em | Bm | Em | |
| Follow the dr | inking g | ourd. |
| Chorus. |
| Now the river bank'll make a mighty good road, |
| The dead trees will show you the way. |
| Left foot, peg foot, travelin' on, |
| Follow the drinking gourd. |
| Chorus. |
| Now the river ends between two hills, |
| Follow the drinking gourd. |
| There's another river on the other side, |
| Follow the drinking gourd. |
| Chorus. |